Problems (Poem)

  • NB: I am feeling a bit overwhelmed lately with some things going on and I wrote this and just felt I had to put it somewhere. Sorry its a bit blah.

    Problems

    My world is becoming so very dark
    I huddle in a corner and cling to the light
    I am afraid as the darkness growing
    Uncertainty, the most cruel monster of them all.

    I know that all of this is of my own making,
    That I can’t help but be who it is that I am…
    Yet inside me I still feel very terrible,
    Perhaps I am a monster myself?

    All I can do, is hold onto hope
    Cling to the light and pray it doesn’t go out
    But as it flickers I am becoming consumed with fear…
    I hope things sort out… and I’m forgiven in the end.


    January 4th, 2013 | Matty Angel | 2 Comments |

About The Author

Matty is a 36 year old girl who is an Autistic Poet, Writer and Artist and lives alone in Christchurch New Zealand with a kitty! Matty has given many talks on autism and about being unique in a world that's often not accepting, Matty has also engaged with artist and worked on Art projects Matty usually works on an Art project at the same time as a writing one! This means posts can be a bit delayed!

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  • Vanessa 01.04.2013

    awwww matty i’m sending you hugs and rainbows to lighten your day.

  • Hugs and hugs, sweetheart. The light is still there, inside you. <3

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